"Mmnnn..." Fluffy moaned in his sleep, completely unaware that his body had changed. Or, rather, after waking up the night before, he completely forgot all about it when he had gone back to sleep. "Dee...lemme sleep...." Sleepily, he lifted up a hand to try to swat away the hand that was shaking him, only to give up half-heartedly. Then, his eyes fluttered open. As his eyes focused on his owner, he lifted up a paw to scratch the back of his head only to find that his 'paw' was a human hand.
Fluffy jumped straight out of his owner's bed, the covers falling off of him as he began to freak out. His ears started twitching, his tail was whipping to and fro, and he began to cry.
"Dee, what happen? Why am I this? Put it back!" Fluffy was scared, cold, and hungry. He didn't really understand what was going on- all he remembered was going to sleep as a cat, then waking up as a....
"What am me, Dee? I look like you now...am I you?"
"Morning Blackie."If there was something Blackie loved more than anything, it was mornings. He always looked forward to the usual rustle on the head, since it was usually one of the only times he'd actually be petted instead of the dog. As his owner went into the bathroom, he opened his eyes and focused on waking up. However, he failed, and fell back asleep for a few moments more.
He woke up when he heard the bathroom door open, and got up and stretched. As he looked at himself, he was a little surprised. He had opposable thumbs! It was a miracle! Now his quest for world domination could begin....if he had such a quest in mind. Instead, he looked over at his owner. If he had hands like a human, and the body of a human, then that would mean he could talk like a human, right?
He would have words with her. Oh, yes. He was going to tell her what he thought of that damn dog and her preference to it.
Blackie puffed out his chest like some oh-so-high-and-mighty being, ready to let loose, when suddenly she turned around.
"Oh my god!!"The next thing Blackie knew, his owner ran at him and hit him in the stomach, hard. "Oof!" Blackie gasped as all the air went right out of him.
"Who are you!"Blackie was simply too winded to answer. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the dog shamble in. After Blackie glared at him like he usually did, the dog simply walked away.
"Who are you?"Blackie's tail twitched in annoyance.
Who do you think? He told her mentally. He would have growled at her if he could.
"Blackie?"DING DING DING! Let's see a prize for our winner! Blackie thought sarcastically. Despite his rather rude thoughts, Blackie simply nodded, then, seeing how her guard was down, he took his chance. He grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her to the side, making sure she landed safely on her bed. Then, he rolled over and repeatedly poked her in the side of her face, glaring at her.
"What. Kind of. Owner. Hits. Their pet." Still a bit winded, Blackie spoke abruptly. "It's. Me. You. Damnable. Woman." He poked her with each word, as if maybe he could poke the recognition into her. His ears twitched.